Them telling me to "look at me" eventhough they know its insanely hard, slapping me every time I look away until I'm super dazed and can't do anything but whine.
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iâm very much not normal about dehya having a heat cycle ⊠she just gets so feral now that her hormones and senses are heightened to a near unbearable level. shes needy enough to hump your thigh when youâre too busy to give you her full attention and she keens at all the sweet words you offer her, near tears the moment you finally use your mouth on her :(
:(((
humping your pillow with her bleary eyes screwed shut trying to imagine you beneath her, a pair of your used panties between her teeth. sheâd be so pent up and sensitive, practically pouncing on you when you make your way into your shared bedroom. kisses you fiercely, all teeth and tongue while she removes your clothes, agitated fingers fumbling with the buttons before resorting to just ripping the fabric off you.
she doesnât have time for this,,
pushes you back to sit on the bed, legs hanging off the edge before lowering herself onto your thigh, a shudder running through her as she begins to slide back and forth on you. and itâs like youâre in a daze, never having seen dehya like this or anything close to it⊠it drives you crazy.
playing with her ears, every soft pinch and pull causing her body to jolt, sensitive pussy practically pulsing as it drools down your thigh while she purrs. though they quickly turn into moans when you latch your lips around her nipple, sucking and biting the way she likes as you look up at her face with stars in your eyes. sheâs so fucking cute.
but dehya can only be so patient, she canât stay away from you any longer. needing to feel you so desperately. you recognize a neediness in her eyes matched by the pout on her lips and the erratic rise and fall of her chest. it leads to you kneeling on the floor, her legs thrown over your shoulders and locking behind your head as you eat her out like an animal starved. the intensity making her thighs squeeze together, tightening around your head as you alternate between sucking on her clit and fucking her dumb on you tongue, moaning out at the sweet taste of her that fills your mouth. you donât think sheâs ever been this aroused. but before she has the chance to cum on you, you pull away nipping at her folds to see those blue eyes stare down at you. theyâre unrecognizable, a shadow of lust and carnality overtaking them transforming her gaze into something feral
youre close and you know sheâs close too, the both of your legs intertwined as you scissor your cunts over one another, pussies smeared with slick and drool, wet to the point that every movement is accompanied by a lewd squelch, a sound that has dehyaâs ears flattening against her dark hair. your praise spurrs her on, sweet words remarking on how pretty she looks like this, how hard it must have been for her to go through this alone, how sorry you are for not being there and taking care of her earlier, but youâre here now. you lay your hand on her mound, stroking over it before pushing back the dark, curly hair to press your thumb down onto her pulsating clit.
there you go baby there you go you coo, eyebrows drawn together to pout at her, dark skin covered in a sheen of sweat making her glow like some kind of angel.
can you cum for me dehya? cum all over my pussy?
youre not sure if your words are reaching her, or if she can even hear them over the sounds of her own cries and mewls. but itâs not long before the both of you feel yourselves reaching your high, with the tightness in your core growing more and more intense, nerves shooting sparks all along your body. and as dehyaâs about to cum, she lunges forward sinking her teeth into your shoulder, mumbling out apologies and expletives while she fucks your pussy, circling her hips and pushing into you, feeling herself squirt onto your cunt that spasms below her as your nails dig into her muscular arms. she rides it out, grinding against you, her clit catching onto yours with every roll of her hips until sheâs drained every last drop
and as she does in a rut, she had to make sure to cum inside you, scooping up her juices and fucking her fingers into you to mix with your own release đ„ș
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I'm a simple bitch, i think about an exhausted middle aged man who typically dresses in decent but inexpensive and fairly conservative "professional" clothing, habitually wearing a slim gold chain and an old stretched out white ribbed tank underneath his cheap suit, and i lose my fucking mind
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having a group of guy friends who double as fuck buddies đ€
we all casually hang out until one of them gets horny and pulls down my pants in front of the rest of them and starts fucking me like itâs the most normal thing in the world⊠because it is for us
playing mario kart all together and the winner of each race gets to fuck my face however they want, until itâs my turn and i demolish them all in mario kart so they have to take turns eating my boycuntđ”âđ«
maybe on halloween they decide to play a cute prank on me, which leads to 5 tall, strong, athletic boys in ghostface masks pounding into me as i scream and try to run away, one of them holding a knife to my throat to get me to obey đ«
being their little puppy!!!! curled up on a dog bed as they all play with my hair and chuckle at how cute i am!!! all of them deciding that theyâll protect me no matter what the cost, because the only people who get to use and abuse me are them !!!
just thoughts on some fun friends who use me for my full potential
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Do You Like It Here?
Joel Miller x afab!Reader || W/C: 2k
Summary: Joel contemplates shaving his beard. You are absolutely against that idea, and he makes you explain why.
Content/Warnings: Pics above are for aesthetic purposes only. Neutral descriptions of an AFAB reader (âyour topâ, âyour shortsâ, âyour breastâ, etc.). No use of ây/nâ. Joel can carry you but there are no other descriptions of reader. Implied age gap if you squint. Joel being big and burly. SMUT 18+ MDNI. Joel being a menace. Hints of body worship. Dirty talk. Reader liking facial hair for dirty reasonsđ€·đ». Joel on his knees for youâŠ. âšBathroom counterâš Cunnilingus. Tongue fucking. Face grinding. Hair pulling (m receiving). Joelâs fucking nose deserves a warningđ”âđ« Allusions to further sexual activity. As always, let me know if Iâve missed anything!
A/N: Can we tell how much I think about Joel eating pussy?đ My sweet sweet Roman Empire. Enjoy. :-)
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âShould I shave it off?âÂ
You choke on your own spit, eyebrows hitting the ceiling. âWhat?â
âMy beard. All this scruff. Should I shave it?â Joel asks you, his thumb and forefinger rubbing against his jaw, his eyes surfing his jawline in the mirror much too critically for your liking.Â
âDo you want to?â You reply back, curious to understand what is going on in that chaotic mind of his.Â
âNo? Yeah? I mean,â he breathes. âI dunno. A lotta white is startinâ to come through, ân I feel like it makes me look⊠raggedy.âÂ
You frown. âBaby,â you say softly.Â
You woke up before Joel, last nightâs activities knocking him out cold right after you two cleaned each other up. Unfortunately for you, no matter how hard you fell into your slumber, your body always woke you no later than 7am. It was a blessing and a curse. You decided a shower was in order.Â
As soon as you finished and got dressed, your burly, grumpy and sleepy baby of a man stumbled into the bathroom. Wanting his presence always, you hopped up on the bathroom counter, your legs hanging off the edge, and stayed with him as he continued his morning routine. It was after he brushed his teeth and washed his face that he posed his question to you.Â
You place your hand on his jaw and pull him closer so heâs standing in between your legs. The light press of your fingertips never leave his face. âYou donât look raggedy,â you scold. âYou look⊠well, you look fuckinâ sexy, for one. I love this look on you,â you admit, a little sheepish. Your eyes scan his facial hair once more before you glance at his eyes, then to his lips. Your finger traces his bottom lip. âSo fuckinâ sexy,â you mutter, emphasizing your claim.
You donât have to look into his eyes to know his demeanor shifted. You can feel the way his gaze darkened. He pulls himself closer to you, his knees knocking the cabinets. His hand starts on your knee, dragging it up your thigh and up your side until it settles on your jaw, his fingers grasping your chin to make you meet his eye. âOh, is that so, darlinâ?â
You gulp, your head softly nodding at his words; unable to speak as your eyes gloss over. âWhat else dâya love about it, darlinâ?â He pushes, his fingers tightening on your chinâwords, heâs telling you.Â
You can feel every part of your body heat up. âItâŠitâŠâ you stutter. His eyebrow flicks up with a faintness only youâd catch. You clear your throat in hopes it makes you speak up. âYou- youâre already so big ân broad, ân this⊠the scruff⊠it just adds to- to you,â you tell him shakily, your brain starting to flood with just how much you love his facial hair. âP-plus, it- oh my god,â you whine, unable to stop the spew of shit thatâs about to fly out of your mouth. âIt feels so good when it rubs against my thighs ân my-â you gasp. You donât remember when it got there, but his other hand is gripping your thigh, his strength tightening at the last words that fell from your lips.
Slow, tantalizingly slow, he leans in. He places a lengthy kiss to your lips; your eagerness gets the best of you as you try and deepen it, but heâs already breaking awayâmoving down. His lips grace your jaw, your neckâmore open-mouthed and needy these ones are, and he pauses. âYa like how it feels here?â He says against your neck. Then heâs moving lower.Â
He peppers kisses along your shoulder and the exposed parts of your chest your top shows. He licks and sucks at a particular sweet spot atop your breast. A breathy little moan escapes you, your arms falling limp to your sidesâand out of his way. He pauses his kiss to breathe you in. Lavender. Vanilla. The shower you just finished still clinging deliciously to your skin. âYa like it here, too, donâtcha?â He places one more kiss on the mark he just gave you, not giving you a moment to respond.Â
Then. Heâs falling to his knees. Today was supposed to be a lazy day for you two, so you settled on solely a pair of sleep shorts. Nothing more. His hands settle themselves underneath your thighs, scooting you as close to the edge as possible without making you off balance. Heâs so tall that on his knees, his nose is belly button level with you.Â
He pushes your thighs open. Starting at your knee, he places a swift kiss there. The higher he goes, the wetter and slower they become. A drop of sweat beads down your neck. His hands make their way to your sides, fingers dancing along the waistband. He meets your eyes for a silent confirmation. Planting your hands behind you for stability, you lift your hips for him, a whimpered please leaves your mouth.Â
He pulls your shorts off slowlyâthe wetness staining the center of your shorts peels off of you, the cold air interacting with your slick sends a shiver down your spine. Joel lets your shorts fall to the floor beside him, his eyes darting to your glistening sex. âFuckinâ wet,â he growls. âAll worked up from my white beard? My old age?â
ââS not what I meant,â you sputter, the kiss he places to your mound throwing you off-kilter. His hands grab onto your waist and heâs angling your hips forward, giving himself a full view of you. He does it againâkisses your sexâbut this time, he puts his whole face into you as he uses his tongue to aid him, his scruff tickling all around, on your thighs, your clit. Your hips buck into his face at the sensation, a louder moan reverberating against the bathroom walls.Â
âOh,â Joel smirks. âRight there, huh. Ya like the way it feels right there? Right there on that sweet, perfect fuckinâ cunt, huh? Drives you mad? Wild?â He teases.Â
You lament at his words, conflicted between which you want moreâhearing his mouth or feeling his mouth? You're pulled from your internal battle when you feel yourself become impossibly wetter: a glob of warm spit lands right where you need him most. Fuck, fuck, fuck, yeah okay, you want to feel him.Â
One hand behind you leaves from its place and reaches for his curls in an attempt to pull him into you. âJoel, baby, please,â you cry.Â
His head doesnât budge no matter how strong you are. âNuh uh,â he tuts. âTell me what I wanna hear,â he tells you. âTell me what I wanna hear first, and then Iâll give it tâya exactly, baby. Just be the good girl I know yâare fâme.â
âF-fuck. Fuck. Please, Joel, please-â you say impatiently. âI love the way it feels when I grind my fuckinâ pussy all over your face, baby, I love how it feels when it starts to burn against my thigh, the way it nudges and scrapes every part of me- it makes me feel like Iâm on fuckinâ fire, baby, please,â you rasp.
âAtta girl, darlinâ,â he coos, licking his lips before his hands pull you flush against his face, his tongue flying straight to your seam, licking a messy path that sends your slick and his spit everywhere. Instantly your head flies back, your hand curls into the roots of his hair once more as you moan and squirm against his grasp.Â
Joel loves spending his time down there, but regardless of the fact, youâll never get used to how fucking good he makes you feel. Joel is ruthless when it comes to eating you outâalways making you see stars even in the light of day.Â
âF-fuck, j-just like that, baby,â you pant, your one arm keeping you up threatening to lose balance at the greedy touch of his skillful tongue. He drags his muscle from your entrance and up to your clit, running circles and figure eights on it for a moment before he latches onto youâhis lips completely wrapped as he suckles and continues to flick where youâre most sensitive. His dominant hand leaves your hip and he drags his fingers to your opening, his middle finger sliding in with easeâthe sensation sending you to the edge of something white, hot, and all-consuming.Â
âIâm- Iâm gonna cum, Joel, shit, Iâm gonna cum-â you squeak, your entire body feeling flushed at his actions.Â
He pulls his finger out of you, his hand finding its rightful place perched against your hip as he pulls you impossibly closer once again, your ass nearly hanging off the bathroom counter, his grip the only thing keeping you up. Your arm loses its strength and you fall limp, your head thumping against the bathroom mirror, completely at the disposal of your man as he ravishes your sobbing pussy.
He lifts off your clit momentarily. âGive it tâme, sweet girl,â he tells you in a frenzy. His mouth is on you again, his tongue going straight to your holeâhis tongue pushes inside of you as much as he can, his face pulled tightly against you. He begins moving, advancing his tongue in and out as you mindlessly begin grinding against face. With every upward push of your hip, his nose nudges at your clit and the pure ecstasy that washes through you is evident in the way youâre practically mewling above him, your obscene moans and gasps enough to make Joelâs hips thrust into nothing on their own accord in an attempt to seek some kind of relief.Â
More arousal pours from you, and Joel is quick to drink it up. You can feel the way his tongue flexes as he gulps, and fuck, that is what sends you reeling. You yank onto his hair tighter, driving your hips into his face at a ravenous paceâpractically fucking his faceâand then it hits you. Eyes rolling to the back of your head as your back arches in this awkward angle, your orgasm hits you hard. Itâs without warning, heart-pounding, toe-curling, addicting, and everything Joel.Â
Your lips are babbling nothing coherent, the occasional drop of his name escaping your mouth as he continues to fuck you through your high. Heâs moving much slower now, much more preciseâas if heâs doing this solely for his benefit now, not yours. Which, you donât mind. Even as you start to slip into overstimulating territory, you donât want him to stop.Â
Youâd lay at his mercy for him to use you in any way he pleases if it meant you got to experience what it means to be loved by a man like Joel. With him, itâs all or noneânone of that half in, half out bullshit. No, when Joel loves, he loves hard, and itâs evident in everything he does for you. Especially when it comes to your pleasure.Â
A particular lick to your clit causes you to yelp out in a pleasurable pain, so Joel finally rises again, kissing your spent cunt one last time before he pulls you up, rubbing up and down your spine to ease the uncomfortable position you were in.Â
âYou okay?â Joel asks, slight concern and slight amusement on his features as he looks at your face. Pure bliss and contentment fills your features; he can still see the fog clearing from your head.Â
âYeah,â you mutter softly, a lazy grin plastered on your cheeks as you look up at his shiny face. Weakly, you bring your arms up and wrap them around his neck, pulling him in to kiss you. He takes the hint, and he bends down, letting your lips meet in a soft yet enthusiastic embrace. You love the way you taste, especially when it comes from his mouth.Â
Pulling away breathless, both your and Joelâs eyes are aflame again.Â
âDonât shave, baby.â
âI wonât, darlinâ.âÂ
You kiss him once more before he wraps your legs around his waist and carries you back to bed.Â
You were wrong. Itâs going to be a busy day after all.
A/N: Thank you so much for reading, and I hope it made your private parts tingle you enjoyedđ If youâd like to be notified for upcoming fics, follow my notif blog!
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anon againnnn!!!!!!!! Thinking abt reader and chan visiting reader's childhood home when chan gets so needy he begs to put 'just the tip in' while theyre in reader's old bedroomđ”âđ«đ”âđ«đ”âđ« but eventually he fAILED and aAAaGgHhhH
đđ đȘđźđąđđ - bang chan x fem!reader
wc: 2.3k
sw: daddy kink, dirty talk, creampie, unprotected sex, bang chanâs big dick, degradation (a bit), dumbification, dom!chan, sub!reader
as soon as chan pushes the duvet off of your legs, you know where this is going. his fingers dart up the skin newly exposed to him in your sleep shorts, until heâs cupping a handful of your inner thigh and inching closer towards you. itâs not hard to be close to you - your childhood twin single is anything but spacious, yet you still jolt in surprise when his breath fans over your neck.
âyou look so cute,â chan mumbles. you feel his big nose pressing into your skin and you gasp when he kisses just below your ear, nibbling your lip when he sucks your earlobe into his mouth. âwill you let me play with you, baby?â
âc-chan,â you try, but you know your answer. itâs always yes. enthusiastically, actually. âmy parents are in the other room, i donât- i donât know if i can be quiet, and-â
âiâll just push the tip in, yeah?â he says, pulling his face away from his neck. the room is darker than usual, only your lamp providing a semblance of some light, but you can see his dark hair and how itâs forming curls after his shower. his eyes are even darker, plush lips in a teasing, almost questioning smirk. he rubs his thumb over your bottom lip. âjust the tip, baby. i promise.â
âmm- mm, just the tip?â you question, but your thighs are already falling apart. your toes curl underneath the duvet, and you let him pull your shorts down with two thumbs hooked into the waistband. he groans when he sees you. you know youâre wet, you always are when youâre in bed with chan, and he canât help but to take his hand from your face and swipe over your clit. you whimper, soft and barely audible, and chan licks his lips.
heâs just in his boxers, expensive vetements ones that always make you feel bad when youâve gushed all over them after a dry humping session. the light coming from the lamp is a sweet orangey-pink that highlights his abs as he shuffles over and settles between your legs, and you pull your sleep shirt up to expose your tits to him.
âyou know just what i like,â chan coos, eyes fixated on your chest. your breasts jiggle with every stuttery breath that comes from your lungs, and you wriggle around impatiently while he pushes his boxers down strong thighs. âmy good girl. daddyâs good girl, yeah?â
âyeah! yeah, âm daddyâs good girl,â you nod eagerly. he chuckles, and your eyes widen when you see his cock. itâs nowhere near close to the first time youâre taking it, but chanâs big big big, thick and heavy with a pink mushroom tip that has you drooling. ârâya gonna give it to me now, daddy? i wanâ it.â
âyeah, iâll give it to you, baby,â he mutters, hand moving to grip his cock. he pumps it a few times, and you see a droplet of precum dribble to christen your fresh childhood bedsheets. he leans over you, cock still in one hand and his bicep tensed next to your head. heâs close like this, letting you see every freckle and mark on his face but before you can even consider kissing him heâs fucking his cockhead into you. your mouth drops into an o, a silent whine, and chan audibly laughs this time. âah, there you go. thereâs that sweet face.â
âi- youâre really hard, daddy,â you say, in lieu of saying anything else. your eyes flutter shut, and his cockhead fucks into you slowly a few times, all two or so inches. your pussy squelches audibly with every movement. chan huffs out a breath, and then you feel him slide another bit of his cock home. your eyes shoot open, blinking rapidly at his smug expression. âdaddy! you said- you said just the tip!â
âi think you need more, donât you?â he asks, eyebrow raised. his lips are curled in a teasing smile, and you try to deny it, try to shake your head and pout but heâs all too knowing. âyou need daddy to play with your messy pussy, fuck it open with my cock until iâm breeding that hole. isnât that right? tell me iâm wrong, baby.â
you whine, legs kicking around in your mini tantrum. chan catches your knee while youâre squirming, pushing it upwards until youâre forced to hold it back yourself. despite your confused expression, he pushes forward, and then his cock is filling you all the way to the base.
âi- ah, daddy?! daddy, itâs-â
âi know, i know,â he croons, leaning down to press his lips against yours. itâs a chaste kiss, almost an apology, but then heâs fucking into you so deep it has your eyes watering. he moves you around, pushes his chest to yours so your nipples rub against his hard pecs. with him this close to you, your clit rubs against his trimmed pubic hair in such a delightful way that you want to cry. âtakinâ it so well, thatâs my girl.â
ââs big,â you slur, eyes rolling back into your head with every buck of his hips against yours. it is big, cock stretching your hole to the point it almost hurts - yet you love every second of it. your pussy gushes and makes its own noises of pleasure around your boyfriendâs length, and if it was any other situation heâd laugh at you. he wonât this time, though, not when youâre being his pliant little thing, wet and ready for him to tamper with.
his pace is slow, almost as if heâs using his thighs to bounce into you over and over, and your pussy flutters with it. chan grunts and moans deeply, quiet but still audible with how close he is. you huff little whimpers of your own, drooling all over your pillowcase.
âgod, youâre so- this pussyâs so tiny, baby, i donât know how you fit me in,â chanâs lips part, pants of air leaving his lungs. âmessy, tiny fucking cunt. sloppy thing, youâre so perfect for me. my pretty angel and her cute little hole.â
âshe likes you too,â you mumble, completely lost in the feeling of his cock inside of you. chan giggles at that, and you whimper when he adjusts you again, pushing both legs upwards to rest on his broad shoulders. he takes a quick glance at you, smiles when he sees you drooling on the pillow in a world of ecstasy, and then heâs fucking you senseless. you almost shriek, a loud gasp leaving you when his cock rams against your cervix, but chanâs hand moves to cover your mouth with godspeed.
âquiet, yeah?â he murmurs, and you nod, eyes watery. his hand stays there, though, his own puffs of air leaving him with every thrust. âgood girl. feel daddyâs cock, just take it.â
itâs so easy to get lost in it. the glide of chanâs cock inside of you is hypnotizing, your pussy drenching his shaft with every movement in and out and in again and you canât help but let out tiny whimpers. youâre embarrassed, letting your boyfriend fuck you open so easily on your childhood bed but god does it feel good. your clit throbs with it, nipples sensitive and pebbled in the air of your bedroom, and you start to fuck yourself back on him without realising. itâs delicious, and youâre getting too loud, babbling and slurring your words.
âi- chan, chan, daddy! daddy, hnng-â
âah, shit,â he curses, exasperated, and then heâs sliding his dick out of you. you want to whine, throw a tantrum, but his calloused palms come to your hips to flip you over. your face is pressed into the pillow like this, and chan pushes your head down harder for good measure. âyou have to be quiet if you want me to keep fucking you.â
âiâll be quiet,â you try, but your words are muffled in the fabric. you imagine heâs pumping his cock judging by the quiet grunts coming from his parted lips, and the thought of his cockhead leaking in his hand has you huffing in annoyance, pushing your ass backwards to grab his attention.
it works. âoh, fuck,â chan groans, and you feel his hands go to your ass. he grabs a handful of the flesh, kneading like a cat, and you jolt when his thumb rubs over your asshole. his thumb moves downwards, rubbing over the slight gape of your pussy from his cock, but then heâs smacking your ass with his other hand just for good measure. âthis ass. fuckinâ delicious, daddyâs pretty girl.â
you whine, turning your head just a tad. âdaddy, my pussy. donât look at my ass, my- my pussy, daddy, i need you!â
âyeah, yeah,â he mumbles, and heâs crowding into your space all of a sudden. his body is firm and muscular on top of yours, and he knocks your thighs apart just a tad until heâs sliding home again with a way too loud noise of approval coming from your wet hole. you push your ass back further, and in any other situation chan wouldnât allow it but he remains stationary, letting you fuck yourself onto his fat length.
âmm, itâs- daddy, you fuck me so good,â you moan, eyes rolling back into your head. chanâs hands grip at your waist, and he goes from pulling you back onto his cock to pinning you down and making you take it. itâs quick as a flash, the way his pace changes, and you can do nothing more but drool on the pillow and slur out some praises while trying to be quiet.
âslutty pussy,â chan remarks, and you gasp, nodding in agreement. you love when he talks to you like this, and he groans, leaning forward against you more to wrap one strong arm around your neck. it pulls your head back, cutting your airflow just enough to give you that ecstatic light headed feeling. his hips slap against your ass, creating a filthy noise in your childhood bedroom that has you feeling more than just slutty, and you canât help the gushes of arousal your pussy lets out over it. âmm, daddyâs gonna cum in this pussy. iâm gonna fill it up, yeah? dâya want that?â
âyeah, yeah! daddy, daddy,â you babble, drool slicking down onto chanâs forearm. it makes him chuckle, the mushroom tip of his cock pressing against your g-spot with every thrust, and you try to wriggle around on your bed to find the perfect position to grind your clit onto the mattress. chan lets you reposition yourself, and when your clit hits the sheets just right youâre sure you could cry. you gush and cry on chanâs cock, your pussy fluttering and sucking him back in on every outwards thrust. heâs going insane with it, groaning and grunting in your ear.
âfuckin- shit, grind your clit, baby,â he commands, and you whine, nodding. youâre almost feral grinding your pussy against the sheets and backwards onto chanâs cock, a high pitched noise leaving your mouth. âcum for daddy. i wanna feel this cunt squeeze my cock before i fill you up, câmon.â
âah, ah! ah, daddy, ah- daddy, dad- iâm gonna- hnng, i need-â you need more, harder, more of his cock ramming into your g-spot and youâll give him anything he wants.
he knows you too well. âyeah, y-yeah, iâll fuck you harder, baby,â he mumbles, and his arm tightens around your neck. your teeth bite into your bottom lip painfully, and his cock hits you deep once, twice, forcing your clit down onto the mattress, and then youâre babbling your way through a full body orgasm.
âah, cum- cumming! cumming, daddy, âm cumming,â you wail, toes curling and breath stuttering in your throat. your clit throbs with it, pussy dripping and gushing around your daddyâs big cock, and you try to fuck yourself back on it a little more. itâs like chanâs reading your mind, because he starts to fuck into you a little faster to ride it out.
âoh, baby. thatâs a big one, mm?â chan coos, and you nod, breathless, still dizzy with it. he thrusts into you a few more times, hips slapping hard against your ass, and his hand goes to the small of your back to push you down further. youâre splayed on your front, pliant and sated, but your daddy still has to fill you up like he promised. âi got you. i got you, daddyâs gonna cum, baby.â
his hips slow down, like they normally do when heâs close, and you feel his shaft throb and twitch inside of you. he gasps, thrusts stalling completely, and then you feel his cum filling you up, thick and white and flooding your cervix until you feel like thereâs no way thereâs any left. you sigh through it all, tears biting at your eyes by the time heâs done, rocking your hips back to help him ride his own orgasm out.
âtake it, take all of my cum. there we go, good girl,â heâs talking to try and soothe you, hand rubbing down your tired legs as he pulls his soft cock out. you want to move, to turn to kiss him, but chanâs already using his discarded shirt to clean you up between your legs. heâs soft and gentle on your abused pussy, and your daddyâs so sweet that he pulls your sleep shorts back up for you.
âi wanâ cuddle,â you murmur, still on your front. youâre not sure you can move, but chan chuckles, sidling up to you and pulling you to rest against his chest.
âyou can cuddle,â he confirms, lips pressing a kiss against your hairline. âya did so good for me, yâknow? my good girl, daddyâs girl.â
you hum, feeling blissful and sweet. he knows exactly what you need afterwards, stroking his fingers up your clothed back. âi love you.â
âi love you too, baby.â
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i need tattoo artist jungwon and reader is his client, also his ex-girlfriend
ănotesă : thank you, anon, for blessing my inbox with this beautiful request because it left me thinking of tatted jungwon for days đ”âđ«
Inked Hearts | Y.JW
ăparingă : tattoartist!exbf!jungwon x fem!reader
ăword countă : 4.9k
ăsynopsisă : it has been a few months since you and jungwon had a huge fight resulting in you breaking up; though things ended poorly, you still craved his touch. then you realize that you still have a tattoo appointment with him, dreading it. you just decide to push his buttons, not fully expecting it to end with you bending over the bed.
ăgenreă : smut
ăwarningă : cussing, biting/marking, fingering, begging, choking, slight hair pulling, size kink, dom!jungwon x sub!reader, unprotected sex (don't be silly, wrap your willy), orgasm denial, edging, slight overstimulation, multiple orgasms, creampie, manhandling, petnames (babydoll, baby...), the reader is a brat, clit play, teasing, rough sex, both the reader and jungwon are kinda toxic, public(ish) sex, bulge kink, lmk if I missed anything!
It had been almost a month and a half since you and Jungwon had broken up over a petty little argument that some jealous girl in the club started. All because she couldnât get Jungwon to budge when hitting on him. So what does she do? She spills her drink all over your outfit, then gets one of her guy friends to âhelpâ clean it up. All while making sure Jungwon was watching the whole time, this guy not so discreetly put his hands all over your chest.
The whole thing resulted in Jungwon yanking you away from Mr. Handsey and blowing up right outside of the club. He didnât give you even a chance to explain what had happened, which only pissed you off. So you ended up yelling right back at him, embarrassed and hurt that he didnât even bother giving you a chance to explain then goes and starts shouting hurtful things right outside where prying ears could easily hear.
It was safe to say that you never returned to your shared apartment that night, or any night, really. You only showed up when he wasnât home to gather the things youâd need to crash at a friend's house until further notice.
Everyone told you that it would all blow over, and you would be able to talk it out with him. However, you knew he was too stubborn and your pride too large for either of you to step up and apologize first. This brings you to your current situation, staying with friends and working part-time at the very club that started this whole mess.
You didnât really want to be working in the same place that ended your four-year-long relationship, but itâs not like you had much of a choice. It helped pay bills and kept you from going hungry. Though you canât say, you valued your job enough to not jump over the counter every time you saw the little wench that ruined everything. The only thing holding you back was sitting behind bars until someone could come and bail you out. If they did.
Jungwon was still a sore spot for you, especially when you would drive by his tattoo shop. The very shop where he gave you your very first tattoo. The same shop that you were sure he had you bent over or on top of about every surface he could. Fucking you so good you saw stars and leaving your legs shaking. It brought back memories you wished you could relive, but then you remembered everything, and youâd be damned if you were going to be the first to apologize.Â
But you never received a call nor a text of any kind from him, sure that he had blocked you. Thus leading you to believe that everything was actually over and youâd never see him again.
Or so you thoughtâŠ
âSon of a fucking bitch!â You exclaimed, nearly flinging yourself off of your bed, phone clutched tightly in your hand.
âY/n language!â your current roommate, Karina, shouted from down the hall. Rolling your eyes, you threw your phone on the bed and stood on your feet. Not even two seconds later, Karina was peeking into your room, fixing her septum. âWhat happened, though? Anything juicy?â
You couldnât help but give her a deadpan stare, you loved her, but her incessant need for any gossip was one thing that damn near drove you up a wall.
However, you just let it slide this time because you needed someone to rant to. âI fucking forgot that I had a tattoo appointment with Jungwon today.â You groaned, flinging yourself backward onto your bed while Karina stifled a laugh.
âDamn, babe, looks like the world is really against you.â She smirked at you, her eyes scanning your face catching the conflicted emotions that swirled in your eyes.Â
Karina would be lying if she said she didnât enjoy seeing you like this; it was a taste of your own medicine, really. You were one of her closest friends, but anyone with a pair of eyes could tell that you sucked at communication and then blamed it on the other person. Was she rooting for you and Jungwon to get back together? Definitely. Was she also rooting for the possibility that Jungwon or someone would do something about the attitude youâve had? Fuck yes.Â
âAre you still going to go?â Karina asked as she looked down at her nails, making a mental note to repolish them when she had the chance.
With a sigh, you brought your hand to your forehead, rubbing the crease between your eyebrows. âIâm gonna have to. Jungwon is the only one that I know that can ace this design.â Groaning you slapped the palm of your hand against your forehead, âfuck it, Iâm going, worst comes to worst Iâll just let Jay do it.â
Karina hummed, looking up at you through her lashes, watching as you hastily searched your wardrobe for a suitable outfit. She had to bite back a smirk when you pulled out a black lace bra and matching underwear. As much as you say youâre dreading running into your ex, your actions tell a whole other story.
You made it to the tattoo studio well before your appointment was meant to start; youâd rather be super early than late.Â
Walking inside, you were greeted by the receptionist youâve known since Jungwon hired her a year or so ago. Her lips were covered in a huge smile, showcasing her smiley piercing.
âY/n, oh my god, itâs been forever! How have you been?â Belle greeted you as she stood from her seat, rushing over to engulf you in a hug.
âHey Belle, Iâve been okay.â You patted her back softly before she moved away, her eyes shining brightly, âis Jungwon here?â
Belleâs eyebrows scrunched together, confused about your usage of Jungwonâs full name. She hadnât been aware of the breakup, thinking that you had your own personal matters to attend to, which is why she hadnât seen you.
âHe went out to grab a few things, should be back soon.â The new voice caused your head to turn, catching sight of the tall, dark-haired male standing in the doorway, the light reflecting off of his eyebrow and lip rings. âHow have you been holding up pipsqueak?âÂ
âOh, you know, another day in paradise.â You shrugged, and Jay chuckled at the sarcasm dripping from your words, âAnd what have I said about that damn nickname?â
âAnd Iâve told you countless times to get used to it; itâs not goinâ anywhere.â He shrugged with a smirk, causing you to glare at him. âIâm surprised Won didnât cancel the whole appointment; heâs been huffing and puffing about it all week.â
You couldnât help but roll your eyes, âof course he has.âÂ
Jay laughed at the sour expression that had taken over your features, knowing that you werenât much different from Jungwon with the whole âbeing the bigger personâ bit. Even if the two of you were locked in a room, he doubted youâd apologize to each otherâat least not verbally.
Which is why Jay took it upon himself to clear out the studio as soon as you were back in Jungwonâs room. Giving you two the chance to âtalkâ it out and saving everyone in the studio from the trauma of hearing it all happen. However, he needed something that he knew youâd use that would essentially set Jungwon off.
âWell, if it makes you feel better, Iâm free if youâd rather me do your tattoo,â he suggested, and he could see the hope gleam in your eyes. Too bad it was just a front. There was no way in hell that Jungwon would let anyone else do your tattoo, especially another guy, not with where it was placed.
âIf he gives me too much hell, I might just take you up on that offer.â You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest, unknowingly pushing your breast up.
The sound of the bell above the door caused him to avert his gaze, already knowing who had just walked in.
Jungwon walks in, and his eyes instantly fall on you before flickering over to Jay, who had been in mid-conversation with you. His face sours at the sight of you just standing there, more so when he notices the thin shirt you are wearing, as well as the skirt that sits just barely below your ass. Noticing his presence, you look over before rolling your eyes at the glare that harbored his face, already growing annoyed with his face.
You turn away, opening your mouth to talk to Jay once more. However, you are cut short when Jungwon walks in front of you, setting things down on the reception desk.
âIs your memory that bad that you forgot where my room was, or were you just waiting for an escort?â His tone was snarky as his eyes flickered over to you, eyebrow quirked up. He couldnât help but smirk at the annoyed expression that painted your face beautifully. If there was one thing he loved almost just as much as fucking you, it was getting under your skin, riling you up.
âI do not ne-â âHey Belle, put these in the back for me, will ya?â Jungwon just cut you off leaving you standing there looking at him with a flabbergasted look, jaw clenched tightly.Â
Jay stood off to the side, watching with an amused gleam in his eyes. If he wasnât sure, then heâs definitely sure now. It wasnât just any normal tension between the two of you. No, it was just straight sexual tension. He then looked over at Heeseung, who had just looked up from his phone, motioning towards the door. The purple-haired male nodded before motioning to the others discreetly.
âCome on, Dory, let me show you the way since you obviously donât remember.â Jungwonâs words struck a cord, and it took everything in you not to blow up. Your dark eyes watched Jungwonâs back as he walked into the main room, taking a deep breath deciding that he wasnât worth the humiliation. So you waved softly at Jay before following after your ex-boyfriend.
Walking into Jungwonâs room, you could easily tell that he was annoyed, especially when he shut the door with such force that it shook the walls a bit. Rolling your eyes once more, you walked over to the counter, leaning back on it.
âYou know, if youâre so pissed about doing my tattoo, Iâm sure Jay would love to do it for me.â You bit back a smirk as his jaw tightened, the veins in his neck starting to pop out. A sense of pride filled your chest, knowing that you were slowly getting under his skin.
âShut up and take your shirt off.â He hissed through gritted teeth, turning his body to face you. His eyes bore into you, making a chill go down your spine. The same stare that he would give you moments before he pinned you to the next surface and âtaughtâ you a lesson. Normally you would have thought that it would disgust you after everything, but no. It left your body burning, sure that your panties were already getting soaked.
However, you werenât about to give him the satisfaction of winning. No, he was going to have to make you.
âYou know thatâs not how you would talk to a client, plus the least you could do is turn around.â You sassed him, crossing your arms over your chest once more, a smirk spreading across your glossed lips.
It took Jungwon two seconds flat to move in front of you, hands against the counter, caging your body in. His warm breath fanned your face as he inched closer. Your heart lept in your chest at the sudden proximity, and your stomach did flips as his scent filled your senses.
âItâs not like I havenât seen you in less. Take it off before I tear it off.â He growled, the sound sending a wave of heat right to your core.
Keeping your composure, you stood straight, brushing your nose right against his, finger poking his chest. âLast time I checked, you said you didnât want to see my tainted goods.â
In the blink of an eye, Jungwon had his hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing just enough to elicit a whimper from you.
âThe only thing âtaintedâ about you is that damn attitude.â His voice was low as he pulled you closer to him, his lips ghosting over yours. Your eyes stared up at him, pupils blown wide, and Jungwon wasnât stupid; he knew you were doing this to get a rise out of him. A smirk then spread across his lips, sending a shiver throughout your body, âhow about you listen and lose it, orâŠâ he closed the gap between your bodies. Your heart lurched when you felt his bulge against your stomach. âAm I gonna have to fuck it out of you like old times?â The sinister gleam in his eyes was enough to tell you what the answer was.
âWonâŠâ You breathed out, voice hoarse from his hold. Your body was becoming uncomfortably hot, and the ache between your legs only grew as the seconds passed.
Jungwon chuckled, âOh, so itâs Won now? Not Jungwon or asshole?â His fingers tightened a bit more, causing a gasp to fall from your lips. Then his smirk faded, and his eyes darkened, âOn the bed, give me any more attitude, and you wonât be cumming, babydoll.â His grip then fell from your throat, allowing you to breathe properly.
You bit your tongue to suppress the smirk on your lips as you walked over to the bed, climbing on top. Laying back on your elbows, your legs parted just enough to give him a peek at your black underwear.Â
âAre you sure you can restrain yourself? I mean, it has been a while.â Your lips quirked up as you stretched your foot out, brushing over his growing erection. Amusement gleamed in your eyes as his jaw tightened, his eyes darkening even more.
Jungwon grabbed your ankle, pulling it to his side before slotting himself between your legs. Your breath hitched in your throat as he grabbed your hip, pulling your body flush against his. Your body shivered at his touch, goosebumps littering your skin, and the arousal pooling in your panties grew even more.
âMissed my touch that much, huh?â That cocky smirk found its way back onto his lips, causing you to roll your eyes.
âYeah, right.â You huffed, staring up at him, but Jungwon wasnât stupid. He knew your body like the back of his handâevery little thing that made you tick, all the places that would have you like putty in his hands. He knew that you were craving him just by the look in your eyes when you walked in.
âReally?â He leaned down, his lips ghosting over yours, eyes boring into yours. âBecause your body is telling me otherwise.â His fingers found your clothed core, pressing down, feeling your slick soak through. Your jaw clenched shut trying to keep from letting any noises out, you werenât about to give him the satisfaction.
âHow do you know itâs for you? I mean, Jay does loo-â Before you could even finish your sentence, Jungwon had his ring-clad fingers wrapped around your throat. Squeezing hard enough to elicit a squeak from your lips, eyes staring up at him with a glare.
âFinish that sentence, I dare you.â He growled, his eyes challenging you and normally you would have just kept your mouth shut, but right now? You wanted to push his buttons until he snapped, that little voice in the back of your head telling you that you didnât have to obey him.
He wasnât your boyfriend anymore, after all.
Your lips curled into a smirk, eyes flickering from his eyes to his lips for a split second. âI was saying that Jay looks more than capable to fuck me stupid.â
Then, just like that switch flipped in Jungwonâs brain, his eyes darkened with a rage youâve never seen before. His hand around your neck released its grip before he leaned back far enough to strip himself of his jacket, revealing his inked skin. You looked up at him through your eyelashes, hands itching to touch him. However, before your hands made contact with his skin, he had your wrists in his hand, pinning them above your head.
Jungwonâs dick twitched in his pants as he took in how small your hands were in comparison to his. Really just how much smaller you were compared to him altogether. He loved it, loved how easy it was for him to trap you in place. Loved how easy he could maneuver your body to whatever position he wanted. He then realized just how much he missed having you pinned underneath him.
âBabydoll, we both know that no one can fuck you stupid like I can.â He chastised you before leaning down and pressing a kiss against your jaw. Your body squirmed under his, the heat making you feel lightheaded. The need for some kind of friction was almost overbearing.
Jungwon relished in the way your hips were moving against his, listening to the soft sounds that left your lips. His free hand then moved from your hip, finding your clothed clit, and pressing down harshly.
âFuck!â You cried out, your nerves shooting shockwaves throughout your entire body. His hands were rough on your body, sending your mind reeling. âWon, wait- shit, please be gentle.â You whined out as his pace picked up, making your body jolt. Tears are already pricking at the corner of your eyes.
Jungwon chuckled darkly before he bit down on the junction of your neck, âYou want gentle? Wrong fucking address.â he growled before moving your underwear to the side, sliding a finger into your tight hole with ease.
Your mouth fell agape as soundless moans fell from your lips, and your body shivered. It had been far too long since youâve experienced anything like this, and it was turning your brain to mush.
âLook at you, Iâve barely done anything, and youâre already about to cum.â He berated you as he slipped another finger into your soaping cunt.
âJungwon!â You cried out, nails digging into the palm of your hand. Your whole body felt like it was on fire, and the knot in your stomach tightened unimaginably as his fingers brushed against your sweet spot.
Your eyes rolled back, legs twitching on either side of his hips as his fingers coaxed your climax closer. Jungwon smirked against your skin, knowing you were close to the way you were squeezing his fingers like a vice. Your moans of his name were music to his ears, though what he wanted was for your ability to make coherent sentences completely useless.
Just as your high was about to crash over you, Jungwon pulled his soaked fingers from your pulsating pussy, making a loud whine fall from your parted lips.
âFuck! Youâre such a fucking tease, you know that?â You cried out, meeting his eyes as he pulled away from your neck.
âYou didnât think Iâd let you cum that easy, did you?â He smirked, keeping his eyes on yours as he stuck his drenched digits in his mouth. You whined, wiggling under his grip as frustration bubbled up in your chest. âBe a good girl and beg, then I might let you cum.â
You couldnât help but scoff, eyes glaring up at him. âIn your dreams, pretty boy.â You spit out, jaw clenched tightly. Eyes watched as he just shook his head, a sinister smile on his lips.
âDonât worry, baby, youâll be begging for me by the time Iâm through with you.â His fingers then slipped back into your slick cunt, his pace relentless. You bit down on your lip, trying to keep your noise down while he worked his slender fingers into you.
The pattern continued for what felt like hours. Jungwon would work you close to your climax before ripping it away. Tears were spilling from your eyes, smearing your makeup from the frustration of not being able to cum.
You had lost count of how many times heâd denied you, but you knew that you could only handle so much more. The underwear you had been wearing had been tossed off in the room somewhere, leaving your arousal to pool on the bed beneath you.
The skin of your neck and chest had been painted in deep red and purple blotches as well as bite marks. Your pupils were blown wide as you stared up at him. Your walls clenched around his fingers once again as another orgasm built up in your gut.
âWon-â You were cut off by a choked moan as he denied you yet another orgasm; sobs racked your lungs as you wiggled under his hold.Â
âAwww, is my poor baby getting frustrated?â He smirked, eyes studying your expressions as he slid his fingers back into your puffy cunt. His pace was quick, making sure he added extra pressure to your sweet spot, knowing that you would fold sooner rather than later.
As another orgasm built up, your eyes rolled back, and your will was slowly diminishing. Your chest was tight as you anticipated him to stop once again.
And he did.
You cried out, pleading with him with your eyes, but he wanted to hear you. You knew that you were going to have to swallow your pride if you were going to get what you wanted.
A gasp fell from your lips as he pressed against your clit, moving in tight circles. Your head fell back as you tried to form a coherent sentence.
âWon- fuck, please donât stop. Iâm sorry, Iâm sorry.â You panted, eyes meeting his darker ones.
He leaned down, kissing the corner of your lips before trailing to your ear as he sunk his fingers back into you. "See, that wasnât so hard, was it, baby?â
Pleas and whines fell from your lips as he continued to work into your core, tears blurring your vision. Hoping that he wouldnât stop this time, that he would actually give you what you wanted.
But just like before he pulled away just as it was about to crash over you.
Before you could even whine about it, he let go of your hands, pulling your body off of the bed, flipping you over before bending you over. A choked moan fell from your lips when he landed a harsh smack on your ass before rubbing the red spot.
âSince you asked so nicely, Iâll let you cum babydoll.â He smirked, hands tracing up your thighs and under the skirt you were still wearing. His thumb pressed against your slit, watching as you clenched around it.
âWonnie, please fuck me already.â You whined head turned to look back at him. Eyes glazed over with lust, the only thing on your mind was having him fucking you so good that you saw stars.
He unzipped his pants before tugging them down, letting his dick spring free. Your mouth watered at the sight, hips subconsciously wiggling in anticipation. He chuckled darkly before pumping himself a few times, then grabbing your hip in his other hand. He teased your entrance with his tip until you were a whining, begging mess.
âWell, if you want it so bad, then you better start taking it.â Without another word, he bottomed out in one go, causing a pitiful squeak to leave your lips.
âW-Won-â Your words caught in your throat as he started thrusting into you at a bruising pace, not giving you a chance to adjust. His hand gripped your hips so tightly that you were sure there would be bruises by the next day.
Another choke moan spilled from your lips as one of his hands snaked around your waist, fingers finding your sensitive clit. He circled the bundle of nerves harshly in time with his thrust causing your body to jolt and a cry to fall from your lips.
You buried your face into the hard cushions of the bed, hoping to muffle some of your noises, suddenly becoming acutely aware of where you were. You prayed that no one could hear anything that was going on right now. However, Jungwon didnât care who heard. Actually, he did care because he wanted everyone to know who you belonged to, especially Jay.Â
He grabbed a handful of your hair, pulling your body up, your back flush against his chest as he continued to plow into you. Your moans grow louder as the position changes.
âFeels good, huh, babydoll?â He chuckled as his hand snaked around your hips, pressing down on the small bulge in your lower stomach. A choked cry fell from your lips as he pressed down, making you feel him even more, âYou really wanna tell me that Jay can fuck you just as good as I can? Hmm?âÂ
You shook your head frantically, knowing that no one would be able to get you like this but him.
âFuck, fuck, fuck Jungwon!â You screamed out the worry of other people hearing completely gone from your mind.
He continued to pound into your abused pussy, his tip kissing your cervix with each thrust. The pressure of his hand on your stomach was making your mind fuzz as moans and whines of his name fell from your lips.
âGonna cum already baby?â He growled in your ear as he snapped his hips into yours, hitting spots that only he had claimed for himself. His grip tightened on your waist as he angled his hip a bit more.
âHoly shit!â You cursed loudly, your eyes rolling back as he hit your sweet spot dead on. Your mouth fell open as your head lolled back, drool spilling from the corner of your lips.
A high-pitched squeak left your mouth when he brought his hand from your stomach to your clit, rubbing harshly. All of the pleasure and your impending orgasm were causing your legs to start shaking and your mind to go blank.
âThatâs it, babydoll, give it to me. Make a mess on my cockâ Jungwon knew you were close, switching his position once more until you were crying over his dick, moments away from your orgasm. He pressed wet and hot kisses along your exposed neck before biting down in time with his fingers on your clit.
Silent moans fell from your lips, and your vision turned white as your orgasm tore through your body. Jungwon groaned into your skin as you clenched down tightly on him, but his pace didnât slow, easily throwing you into overstimulation.
âW-Won- fuck!â Your whole body was trembling as continuous waves of pleasure washed through your body.
âFuck. Iâm almost there; just hold on.â His harsh and gruff tone had switched to soft and borderline whines, causing your mind to almost combust.
His once harsh pace was starting to become sloppy, erratic, and uneven, a telltale sign that he was close. His hips still snapped into yours harshly, which was bringing you closer to another orgasm.Â
âFuck, fuck, fuckâŠâ You whine out, nails digging into Jungwonâs forearms, trying to ground yourself as another climax washes over you, nearly taking your breath away. Tears were spilling from the corner of your eyes, falling down and drenching Jungwonâs shirt under your head.
âFuck, Iâm cumming. Youâre gonna take all of it, babydoll, got it?â He growled in your ear but didnât give you a chance to respond before he was pumping his load into your womb.
His hips jerk a few more times, fucking his cum back into you before falling to a complete stop.
Heavy breathing filled the room as you both stood there, trying to catch your breath. Jungwon pressed soft kisses over the swollen spots on your skin where he had bit down. Coaxing you back down from your high, fingers drawing shapes on your hips.
âWonâŠâ You breathed out, blinking your eyes a few times to clear the tears before glancing up at him.
âThere she is.â He chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to your cheek. The feeling made your heart flutterâyou had missed this, you had missed him.Â
Then everything came flooding back, the hurt following. Swallowing thickly, you pulled yourself away from him before searching for your underwear with shaky legs.
âY/n, what are you doing?â Jungwon asked, fixing himself before making his way towards you.
âThis shouldnât have happened, weâre not together anymore.â You told him, your eyes looking everywhere but him.
Jungwon could hear the hurt in your tone, and he knew you were right about the not being together part, at least. However, he wasnât about to let you walk away from him again no matter how upset he was then, he knew now.
âBabyâŠâ His hands found your waist, pulling you into his chest, causing your heart to lurch.Â
âJungwon, let me-â âNo, please listen to me. Iâm sorry I was such a dickhead.â He breathed out, arms wrapping around your smaller frame, âI should have let you explain but instead I just let her words cloud my mind and I know thatâs not any excuse, but Iâm sorry I truly am.â His words sunk into your skin, and tears brimmed in your eyes once more. âLet me make it up to you. Give me a chance, please baby.â
You inhaled shakily before turning your head to look back at him, âFine, but only if we go to that one restaurant I like.â
Jungwon couldnât help but chuckle before peppering kisses all over your face, âWhatever you want, baby.â
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fwb!heeseung
cw nsfw under cut, female reader, infidelity, jealousy, almost choking, public sex, exhibitionism, possessive!heeseung, maybe a little toxic!heeseung too, anal (reader receiving), oral (reader receiving), taking pics/videos during sex (and then sending them to bf), boyfriend ends up unintentionally cucking, squirting, this is more like headcanons cause iâm lazy sorry
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this is the type of shit heeseung would send to your boyfriend đ”âđ«
fwb!heeseung who starts off as a friend at a party. you donât even really remember what led up to you being naked in his bed the next morning, but you do remember every moment of him railing you in his bed. so when he offers to continue fucking, like a fwb, you accept.
fwb!heeseung who finds himself falling in love with you as your relationship progresses, sneaking kisses when youâre not even having sex, just because he can kiss you.
fwb!heeseung who is so surprised that you suddenly have a boyfriend, who is so blindsided and hurt that he fucks you on the floor, not really caring if you got bruises in the midst.
fwb!heeseung that refuses to stop seeing you even when you end up getting a boyfriend. he pretends heâs listening when you tell him why you canât fuck anymore, and then heâs right back to being all up in your personal space, leaving kisses scattered across your body.
fwb!heeseung doesnât know when to stop, and heâs a very persuasive guy. it doesnât take much for him to convince you that you two could âstill lowkey fuckâ.
fwb!heeseung who knows no boundaries, still acting the very same in front of your boyfriend. heâll grip you by the waist, hug for a second too long, say flirty comments to you right in front of said boyfriend. your boyfriend isnât stupid, he knows heeseung likes you, but he trusts you too much to think itâs going any further than heeseungâs âfailedâ advances. at this point, you donât know how your boyfriend hasnât caught on yet.
fwb!heeseung who takes every chance he gets to fuck you, pulling you into the backseat of his car as the parking lot is completely stranded save for a few other cars. heâs too big to have car sex, but he also really doesnât care. he doesnât really care to keep you quiet, more so does it just to placate you, and is always egging you on to be louder. âcome on, tell me whoâs fucking you this good,â he chuckles breathlessly, rutting up into you as you bounce on his cock, whimpering his name and little begs for him to help. âfuck, let everyone else know.â
fwb!heeseung who takes you at every party, leaving your boyfriend downstairs alone for however long heeseung wants. heâs not letting you go until heâs done with you, that is for certain. he bends you over the bathroom sink, hand gripping your hair and forcing your back against his front, âso you can see whoâs ruining you. not him, not anyone else,â you whimper as his cock hits at a specific angle, slamming against that soft spot that heeseung knows like the back of his hand by now, âme.â
fwb!heeseung who is always trying to find something on your boyfriend for you to break up with him, even coming up with the silliest accusations. âhe shit himself in the eighth grade at an assembly.â âi heard heâs actually part donkey.â because really, your boyfriend is an angel, and it frustrates him that heâs seemingly perfect.
fwb!heeseung who convinces you for a quickie in between classes, in a quiet, lone hall. his hand is shoved against your mouth and nose, almost totally constricting your airway. your breaths are short, almost like a gasp for air as his hips slam into yours with his other free hand circling your clit, âyou gotta be quiet, remember?â he croons, his breath heavy in your ear. âdonât want baby to find us,â he snickers, using the nickname you used for your boyfriend earlier. you blink, saying through his hand despite the spots in your vision, âwho?â he grins at your response, pace quickening to reach your orgasms.
fwb!heeseung who takes advantage of the fact that your boyfriend is always at basketball practice, thankful that heâs always so busy, he doesnât have time to take care of you. but heeseung? he does, and even if he didnât, heâd skip it just to be with you. he always uses this against you, too. âheâs not even here to take care of you,â he hums, head between your thighs, placing small kisses on them. âwhat would you do if i werenât here, hm?â before you can even answer, his mouth is already sucking on your clit.
fwb!heeseung who sends nudes to you when he knows youâre out with your boyfriend. you both know he hopes your boyfriend sees them so you can finally, completely be his. he first sends a picture of his clothed crotch, hand gripping his hardened cock, sending a âwyd?â when he knows damn well what youâre doing. when you donât respond, he sends another picture with his sweats off, his cock threatening to slip out of the waistband of his boxers. when that doesnât get a response, he texts, âwish u were here :( wouldnât have to take care of this by myselfâ and another video of him palming his cock, slipping it out of his boxers and slowly starting to jerk off. he always makes sure to leave the audio on, just for you.
fwb!heeseung who always overstays his welcome at your apartment, staying for so long he either narrowly misses your boyfriend arriving or heâs still there, stuck in your closet or under your bed or wherever else heâs decided to hide this time, as your boyfriend is none the wiser. you somehow manage to sneak him out, always sending a long text that you two should finally stop. but he refuses, always convincing you with a press of his lips on yours. the thrill and his love for you is too exhilarating for him to stop.
fwb!heeseung who takes videos and pictures of you; pictures with his dick in your mouth with your eyes teary, looking up at him. pictures with him fully inside you, a bulge from his cock protruding from your lower abdomen. pictures with his cum leaking out of your hole, others with his cum on your face, your stomach, your ass, wherever. thereâs pictures of him, too, head buried between your thighs. âwhat would your boyfriend think if i sent all of our little memories to hâhim? show him the you that sluts it out for dick, so desperate for it that you fuck other men instead of your boyfriend.â
fwb!heeseung who gets tired of the back and forth shit, who decides that you must love him, too, if you allow him to fuck you without a condom, if you allow him to fuck your ass, if you allow him to cum inside you. if youâve stuck with him this long, you have to.
fwb!heeseung who sends a video to your boyfriend while heâs at practice, no words, just the video of him fucking your ass with the audio still on with you moaning his name.
fwb!heeseung who decides just showing your boyfriend pictures and videos of you on his cock isnât enough, still fucking you through your orgasm just as your boyfriend comes through your door. heeseung pulls you up by your neck, back against his front like so many times in a strangerâs bathroom. he squeezes, capturing your attention, âwe have a visitor.â when you gasp in horror and try to get away from him, his hand tightens around your neck, making your body contort in pleasure as your airway is blocked, different colored spots appearing in your vision. your back arches against him, head thrown on his shoulder as he continues hammering into your ass. âgo on, tell your boyfriend how you were never really hisâ you were always mine, werenât you, baby?â he laughs, âwe were literally still fucking when you got together, and we never stopped.â and your boyfriend stupidly stands there, watching in a mixture of hurt but arousal. heeseung canât help but cruelly make fun of him, releasing his hold on your neck to force you to look at your boyfriend, âlook, your boyfriend enjoys seeing you get fucked by another man, probably âcause he kâknows heâll never get you like this. not like i can. tell him iâm better than him. tell him he will never know your body like i do.â youâre already shaking your head, grinding your ass back against him when he slows down. âtell him you love me.â
fwb!heeseung who is so pleased and happy when you finally scream out through your sobs that âi-i love heeâheeseung! i love you, heeseung.â and he finally lets you come, helping you out with a hand on your clit and his other hand constricting your airway. but none of you expect the gush of clear liquid wetting your lower bodies and your bed. neither of you notice when your boyfriend finally gathers himself and leaves the room to take care of his own little problemâ heeseung too preoccupied with slowly pulling out of you and taking care of you, like he always does, and you too preoccupied with heeseung and coming down from your intense orgasm.
fwb!heeseung who is no longer fwb!heeseung and is now bf!heeseung, but is every bit of the menace he was before. definitely still takes you in a quiet hall, in the bathroom of a strangerâs party, in the back of his car, in your bed, in his bed. still the same heeseung, just now your boyfriend, heeseung.
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đšâ§âË.° 11:58 p.m. (m) â choi yeonjun & kang taehyun
genre: smŐœt, threesome, doms!fratboys!taejun, sub!fem!reader, friends to ???, high sex + car sex = đ”âđ«
wc: 4.9k (someone sedate me pls)
becoming friends with frat boys was never part of your plan for college.Â
alas, here you are, two of them basically surgically attached to your hip. your first semester of junior year has been full of surprises thus far, your blooming friendship with yeonjun and taehyun being the most significant one; what started out as partners for a project has transformed into a close friendship with the two guys, and your new norm now consists of grabbing starbucks together before heading to class, hitting the gym with either one or both of them in tow, and â for better or for worse â attending their fratâs infamous parties every weekend.
and lucky you: youâve just arrived at one.
as you climb the steps of tau chi tauâs gigantic house, you spot the bright blond hair of one of the pledges on door duty â your favorite pledge, actually.Â
âsunoo!â you greet, tackling him into a hug as soon as you reach him. he reciprocates easily, his lips curling into a small smile before heâs pulling away.
âyouâre late,â he teases. âyour boyfriends are already high off their asses.â
you scoff, nudging his shoulder with a closed fist. âfirst of all, theyâre not my boyfriends. second of all, they knew i wasnât gonna be here for a while, and i promised iâd be their d.d. tonight, so,â you shrug. he rolls his eyes playfully, but opens the door for you anyway.
âyeah, yeah, whatever. they should be in the basement,â he says, gesturing for you to go inside. âjust be careful, it reeks down there.â
you laugh. âthanks, dude.â
as the front door shuts behind you, you take in the state of the house. the air is hot and humid against your skin, your shoes getting stuck on the floor that is covered with liquids youâd rather not identify. some rap song pounds in your ears, and you nod your head along to the beat as you slip between a small space between two groups, finally reaching the door that leads down to the basement. the moment you swing it open, the potent stench of weed bombards your senses. your nose scrunches up â sunoo wasnât wrong.
in vain, you wave your hand in front of your face as you make your descent. the haze floating in the air grows a bit thicker the further that you go, your only goal now being to get them out of here before you start feeling the effects as well. you eventually have to drive, for christâs sake, and youâre not looking to get a dui anytime soon. with one last step, you make it to the bottom of the staircase. the music is quieter down here, but the smell is far worse than upstairs. a familiar laugh pulls your attention to the couch facing away from you, two very familiar heads of hair catching your attention. as you sneak up behind them, you press your index finger against your lips, silently telling beomgyu â who sits on the couch opposite to them â to keep quiet. he simply smirks at you.
ây/nâs here,â he calls. annoyed, you flip him the bird and send him a scalding glare before leaning over the back of the couch, your scowl quickly being replaced by a grin. two pairs of red-rimmed eyes find yours, widening in tandem when they register that you are, in fact, there.Â
âmy baby!â yeonjun cries, his hands reaching up to pull you down towards him. his lips meet your forehead, pressing an aggressive kiss there, palms squishing your cheeks to hold you in place. you struggle to pull away from his grip, ignoring his pout and insistent grabby hands once you do. you sate him by linking your fingers with his.Â
âyouâre later than usual,â taehyun comments from next to him, a smile permanently etched on his lips, the sight a testament to his inebriated state. unlike yeonjun, he doesnât move to touch you, perfectly content with watching.Â
âi literally told you earlier that i had a paper due at twelve,â you remind him, removing your hands from yeonjunâs as you round the side of the couch, aiming to sit on the arm of it. that is, until yeonjun pulls you between them so that you rest on his left thigh and taehyunâs right. yeonjun wraps an arm around your waist, while taehyun rests a hand on your upper thigh. you try your best not to squirm. theyâre your friends, but youâre not fucking blind.Â
âyou couldâve asked me for help,â taehyun murmurs close to your ear, squeezing the meat of your thigh. his warm breath tickles the side of your neck, and you gulp. directly across from you, beomgyu meets your flustered gaze, an amused eyebrow raised as he sinks further into the couch. you tear your eyes away from him to focus on your fingers twiddling in your lap.Â
âi-i didnât wanna bother you,â you admit, and he emits a giggle. the hand not sitting on your thigh reaches over to pinch your cheek.
âyouâre so cute,â he coos, and for some reason, the praise goes straight to your center. âi wouldnâtâve minded.â
okay, time to go. you donât think you can handle any more of their pda, and youâre starting to feel a bit weird after inhaling all of that smoke. if you want to get to their apartment, you need to leave right now. standing, you stretch your limbs in a poor attempt to rid them of their shakiness.Â
âtime to go,â you voice, turning to face them. their eyes are dark and hooded as they look up at you. you falter a bit, stumbling when yeonjun rapidly leans forward and gathers you in his arms again.Â
âbut i donât wannaaaa!â yeonjun whines, pulling you back onto the couch and straight onto his lap, his grip around your waist tightening enough that youâre pulled against his chest. âten more minutes!â
sighing, you wiggle in his grasp, to no avail. you look over at taehyun for help, only to find him laughing at the sight. then, an idea pops into your mind, something that you know will appeal to both of them.
you turn your head towards yeonjun. âwhat if i take you to mcdonaldâs?â
that gets them going. after one last odd look and crude gesture from beomgyu, you guide them out of the house and into yeonjunâs car. taehyun rides shotgun, while yeonjun mumbles in the back about how thatâs unfair treatment â itâs his car, after all. despite yeonjunâs initial complaints, the drive over to the closest mcdonaldâs is filled with loud, off-key singing from yeonjun and hysterical giggles from taehyun. it makes your eyes roll, but a tiny grin pulls at your lips all the while.Â
âyouâre lucky i love you guys,â you mumble, pulling into a spot in the parking lot after giving the drive-through worker the largest order that they have probably ever received, digging into your mcflurry as they silently inhale their burgers, fries, and their own mcflurrys. the pace at which they eat both impresses and terrifies you.
as soon as all three of you have finished, you begin the drive over to their place. you assume that they will let you stay over given how late it is, and itâs not as if theyâve ever minded before. after a few minutes, you realize how oddly quiet theyâre being, and you look over to find taehyun staring at you, eyes unblinking and full of an emotion you canât quite place. you whip your head back to the road â until you hear a sharp shink from the back. looking through the rearview mirror, you find yeonjunâs lighter poised to a brand new joint that rests between his plush lips, the flame bright and inching closer and closer to the paper.
âdude, you are not about to hotbox this car,â you groan. âput the fucking lighter down.â
âitâs my car. i can do whatever i want,â he mumbles in defiance, the lighter moving precariously closer again and illuminating his face in the dark backseat. you swing an arm between the two front seats in a poor attempt to grab the lighter. a hand moving to your thigh â taehyunâs hand â and squeezing nearly causes you to swerve the car before you gain control again.Â
you glance over at the boy next to you as his fingers trail up and down your inner thigh, panic lacing your pupils, but you are distracted once again when the flame in your peripherals returns. âyeonjun, i swear to godââ
âdonât you want some?â taehyun interrupts, his hand stilling on a patch of skin high on your thigh, dangerously close to your center. âyou worked hard today, you should let loose.â
you do. you really, really do. the stress built up in your muscles has become almost overbearing, and youâd think that it would be gone after your paper was out of the way, but no. honestly, all you want to do right now is relax, and taehyunâs offer is more than tempting â but you also donât want to crash yeonjunâs car. at the same time, you are within walking distance to their apartment, so maybeâŠ
âfine. justâ just let me park first,â you concede, pulling into the nearest empty parking lot, parking in the dark back corner and subsequently cutting the headlights. twisting in your seat, you find yeonjun already prepared with an old pill bottle full of pre-rolled joints. an insane amount of them, actually. you snatch one and place it between your lips, reaching for the lighter in yeonjunâs other hand, only for him to pull it away.Â
ânuh-uh,â he drawls with a lazy smirk. âcâmere.â
in curiosity, you lean forward, wondering what, exactly, his game is. he sets the bottle down, and his fingers reach up to grip your chin, fingertips lightly digging into the skin as he brings the lighter up and lights the joint for you. your stomach flips, your thighs automatically closing around taehyunâs hand. wrenching your face away, you turn towards the front again, heart racing in your chest as you take your first hit. then another. you block out the other two as you allow your high to take over. you donât notice taehyunâs grip on you slip away.
over the course of what you think is a few minutes, your body begins to relax into the seat, head thrown back against the headrest as your brain fogs up. blurry eyes stare up at the gray ceiling. you eventually register just how hot it is, then notice the sheer amount of smoke thatâs floating past your vision. a finger pokes your cheek, and you follow the hand back to taehyun. you smile subconsciously.
âsuch a lightweight, so cute,â he says, tapping his finger against your cheek again. you notice that he doesnât have a joint of his own. âgimme a hit.â
âget your own,â you reply with a defiant hum, cheeks warming as you jokingly shield your joint with your body. he sighs.Â
âcâmon, i just wanna try something. you trust me, right?â he murmurs. blinking hard, it takes you a moment to send him a lethargic nod. he peels the joint from your fingers with ease. âcome closer.â
you obey, leaning over until mere inches separate your faces. he grabs you by the collar of your t-shirt, urging you to come closer. his eyes flit to your lips before they meet your gaze again â as if the weed wasnât enough, this whole situation is rendering you even dizzier.Â
silently, he pushes a thumb against your lips, pressing forward to part them. your mouth immediately accommodates the digit, and it presses against your tongue for a moment before dragging down to your bottom lip, your saliva mixing with your lipgloss. something quiet and pathetic sounds from your throat, your breath stuttering in your chest when he bites down on his own lip, his big, wide eyes far from innocent as he stares at you.
âkeep it open,â he quietly orders, voice low and demanding, before he removes his thumb completely. you sit there, mouth agape like a fish out of water while he places your joint to his lips and inhales deeply. the seam of his lips closes immediately. then, he leans in, his lips mere millimeters away from yours. he holds your gaze as he opens his mouth and blows the smoke into your mouth, and you inhale it with a shaky breath. it travels down your throat and deep into your lungs, but the heat that spreads through your body isnât from the smoke â no, itâs something overwhelmingly feverish. needy, wanton.Â
the moment your eyes flutter close, taehyunâs lips are on yours, the taste of him sweet from the ice cream he ate earlier. the smoke you exhale passes between your parted mouths, drifting out into the cabin of the car. he feels around for the cupholder, then for his soda, using a single hand to pop open the lid before heâs dunking the lit blunt into the liquid, the movement of his lips unwavering all the while. he wastes no time in curling his palm around the nape of your neck, pulling you closer as he devours you whole.Â
âholy fuck,â you vaguely hear yeonjun gasp, too far gone in the sensation of the languid, saliva-slicked kiss. it feels as if you are floating on top of a cloud, and you move to grab at his bicep to ground yourself. taehyun slips his tongue past your lips, curling the muscle around your own and immediately establishing his power over you. whining into his mouth, you attempt to pull away, only for yeonjun to cup your face and take over the kiss. taehyunâs hand slides down your neck and to one of your covered breasts, groping the soft mound of flesh over the fabric of your t-shirt. you moan into yeonjunâs mouth.
gentle hands pull you over the center console and into the back, yet yeonjun doesnât break the kiss as he gathers you in his lap, your trembling thighs straddling his hips. you feel his cock press directly into your center when presses you down by your hips. your arms throw themselves around his neck, your lips slotting against his like a matching puzzle piece. the car rocks when taehyun slinks to the back as well, but yeonjun refuses to share you, hips angling upwards to grind his boner harder against your panty-clad core.Â
âquit hogging her, you asshole,â taehyun growls from next to you, flipping your skirt up in the process to reveal your lacy panties to their eyes. the man next to you caresses the swell of your ass before landing a light smack. you jolt on top of yeonjun with a pathetic squeak, and his hand comes down again. in stark contrast to his actions, his tone is kind, perhaps a bit condescending, as he addresses you, âooh, that feels good, doesnât it? our baby likes to be spanked?â
their baby? something warm fills your veins at that, a quiet whimper muffled by yeonjunâs mouth. with the thin fabric of your panties embarrassingly sticking to your folds, you tear your lips away from yeonjunâs to hide your face in his chest, unable to face either of them. however, the rhythm of your hips does not falter. yeonjun forces you to look at taehyun with a firm grip that squishes your cheeks together, your lip puckering involuntarily.Â
âanswer him.â his warm breath fans over your ear as he speaks. a shiver racks your body despite the feverish heat surging through your body. knowing your voice will betray you, you opt for a shaky nod.Â
taehyunâs gaze burns into your own, the blunt, rounded edges sharpened by lust. his dark pupils are the only thing that you can see in full clarity, the rest a foggy blur. âuse your words.â
âyes,â you mumble, eyes screwed shut and your cheeks hotter than theyâve ever felt before. the feeling has spread down to your neck, your chest, the epicenter settling in your lower stomach. it festers there and tears at your insides like a feral beast and all you can think about is them â them using you, them fucking you. your breathing grows heavier before you feel a tap to your cheek, the skin stinging at the contact.Â
âopen your eyes, baby.â
youâre not sure who says it, but either way, you submit. eyelids fluttering open, you find both of them peering at you like two wolves stalking a soft, wide-eyed little lamb. your tongue feels like sandpaper in your mouth when they exchange scheming looks, their hands all over you as they maneuver your body as if youâre a doll. when did they plan this? how did you not notice their soft murmurs?Â
you end up sitting between them, legs spread wide with one leg thrown over each of their laps. taehyun aims his focus towards your breasts, shoving your t-shirt up and yanking your bra down with little care, a hand tweaking one of your tits as the other curls itself in your hair and yanking your head back against the headrest. you cry at the sensation of his lips mouthing at your neck and his fingers pulling and groping your sensitive flesh. on the other side of you, yeonjun wastes no time in attempting to divert your attention back to him. shifting your panties to the side, he caresses your folds before dipping down to your entrance and groaning.Â
âoh my god, youâre fucking soaked,â he groans as he gathers your wetness on his fingertips. âtae, you gotta feel her.â
said manâs hand leaves your breast, reaching down to join yeonjunâs at your center. a light brush over your clit causes your hips to twitch before heâs reaching down to swipe your entrance andâ
âshit, youâre right,â taehyun breathes against your neck. âthatâs so hot.â
without speaking, they begin to work in tandem as they pick you apart. a quiet, barely there voice in the back of your mind wonders if theyâve done this before, but that thought is quickly shooed away once two of yeonjunâs long fingers slide into your needy hole to the knuckle, the delicious stretch of your walls causing you to keen. your spine arches off of the seat when he begins to slide them in and out, curling up and grinding into that sensitive little spot inside you that you can never quite hit. meanwhile, taehyun ghosts a finger over your clit that aches for stimulation, his free hand digging into your thigh to keep you spread wide for them, your leg twitching in his grasp. he circles the sensitive bud as yeonjun adds a third finger to the mix, his movements growing faster as he feels your walls relax around his digits. taehyun ducks his head down to your breast, wrapping his lips around your nipple, his teeth scraping lightly against it. crying out, you plead for them to keep going.Â
âsuch a tight little pussy,â yeonjun rambles directly into your ear, and you clench around his fingers. he nibbles at your earlobe before he continues, voice deep and growly and too much. fuck, itâs too much. âyou look sâsexy right now, yâknow that? so fuckinâ pretty. gonna make sure you canât think about anything but usâ gonna fuck you so dumb, baby. haven't even had our cocks ân youâre already losing it. sâcute.âÂ
with how wound up you are already, it doesnât take long for the heat building in your stomach to bubble over, the overwhelming sensations all over your body coaxing you through your intense orgasm, waves a pleasure wracking your trembling body, your release coating yeonjunâs fingers while taehyun leans up to capture your lips. your whimpers are muffled by his mouth. the pleasure seems to have no beginning nor end, dizzying and causing your mind to drift somewhere far away, barely able to reciprocate the kiss. neither of them stop their ministrations until youâre pawing at their hands with a pitiful whine, your words staccato and incoherent.
you sit there, chest heaving and your clothes disheveled, barely able to comprehend the way the two boys argue over who should have you first. hands fly in front of your vision, a closed fist versus a flat hand, and though you can barely see through the smoke floating through the air and your terribly cloudy vision, you recognize that theyâre playing a petty game of rock-paper-scissors. a dopey giggle shakes your body as you throw your head back against the back seat. they share a concerned glance.Â
ây/n? can you look at me?â taehyun carefully asks. your empty-headed grin remains on your face while you turn to face him, humming in half-baked acknowledgment. he frowns, a hand coming up to cup your face as he takes in your red-rimmed, glazed over eyes. he peers around you towards yeonjun. âi donât know if she can take more, jun.â
the words sober you up slightly, your grin dropping. ân-no! wanâ more, wanâ your cocks,â you ramble. âneed them, please.â
âyou heard her. she needs us,â yeonjun muses, already reaching for your loose limbs. âân i won, so câmere, baby.â
yeonjun gathers you into his lap like earlier. this time, however, you feel his tip pressing at your fluttering entrance, an arm around your waist to hold you up. he looks up at you with a smirk. âready, baby?â
you nod, and he wastes no time to begin slowly pushing your hips down. the flared, leaky head of his cock breaches your entrance. you whine, walls fluttering around him already as he moans. the rest of him presses into you inch by inch. it seems as if you can feel him everywhere â in your stomach, in your throat, the length of his cock almost too much for you to handle. the tip curves perfectly against your, his shaft grinding against your g-spot as he gently rocks his hips, allowing you to adjust to the overwhelming stretch. your whines grow pitchier as he finds his rhythm, hands on your waist as he bounces you up and down on his cock. he curses under his breath, fingers digging into your skin hard enough to bruise. he watches you with his tongue between his teeth, lips curled into something cruel and patronizing.
âfeelinâ good, pretty?â he breathes, eyes rolling back into his skull as he begins to snap his hips to meet your own. the slap of skin grows louder, echoing throughout the car along with each of your moans and whines. your eyelids flutter, speechless, a cry tearing from your throat when he swipes a thumb over your slick clit, your walls tightening further around him. he doesnât seem to mind your lack of response, and with a string of curses, he slams you down harder, lips clashing with yours as both of you chase your highs. desperation coats your tongues as he bites down on your bottom lip, pulling it back as you whine, clinging to him desperately, nails biting his skin and leaving deep half-moons in their wake. the slight sting of pain spurs him on, pulling away to spew filthy words into your ear.
âgonna fuckinâ cum deep inside youâ ohh fuck, you seem to want that, hm? t-tightened so much around me. you need my cum, donât you? say you need it,â he demands, holding your face close to his, dark pupils searing into your skin. a light slap to your cheek wakes you up a little. âcâmonâ shit. say it or i wonât give it to you.â
ân-need it!â you unabashedly sob, feeling your high hit you. âplease, jjunie, cum in me. pleasepleasepleasepleaseââ
a deep groan cuts your pleas off, a warmth that floods your walls following close behind. he paints your insides white as he whimpers against your neck, hips twitching as he fucks it further into your hole. you quiver on top of him, holding him close with your arms slung around his neck, nearly in tears at how amazing it feels, sweat clinging to your skin and sticking to your shirt. it takes you much longer to come down this time, your body twitching erratically as the aftershocks continue to roll through your body.Â
âjesus christ,â taehyun mutters next to you, and you remove your face from yeonjunâs violet hair to look over at him. his cock lays heavy in his hand, veins bulging as he strokes up and down, pausing at the top to swipe the bead of precum at the tip and smear it over the angry head. the sight causes your mouth to water. the urge to feel him against your tongue is almost too much for you to bear. sliding off of yeonjun with a whine and sore legs, you go to lean down for a taste â before taehyun stops you with a firm hand.
âwhat do you think youâre doing?â he asks, jaw set as he leers over you.Â
âi-i just wanted toââ
ânuh-uh, baby. you donât just get to do what you want. jun and i are in charge here,â he says, squeezing your jaw roughly. ânow, get on your back. head on junâs lap.â
silently, you do just that, finding yeonjunâs dick already rock hard again right near your face. your juices mixed with his cum gives his lengthy cock a light sheen in the low light, but your attention is soon pulled back to taehyun when he wraps his legs around his waist. towering above you, he guides his head along your slick folds, smearing the remnants of your and yeonjunâs last orgasm along himself. he taps it against your clit, chuckling when your hips jump.
âsuch a sensitive little thing,â he coos. taehyun doesnât warn you as he guides his cock to your entrance and pushes his hips forward in one fluid motion, burying himself to the hilt in seconds. the feeling of his cock inside you is far different than yeonjunâs; taehyunâs is a little shorter, but much thicker, the stretch of your hole borderline painful.Â
âh-holy fuck, youâre tight,â he gasps, voice sharp as he tries to hold himself together, resting there for a moment as he allows you to adjust to the sudden intrusion. the moment your hips start to grind against him, his jaw ticks, rolling his hips into you as he watches your brows furrow and mouth fall open into an âo.â hands grip your waist as his thrusts quickly sharpen, harder and deeper and cruel. you blink up at him, whining. smoke hangs around his head like a halo, but the cruel snap of his hips is far from holy.Â
diverting your gaze away, yeonjun poises his tip at your lips for you to suckle, breathing shaky as your soft tongue delivers kitten licks to the head. just as he curls a hand in your hair, you slip your tongue into the small slit at the very top as your moans vibrate against him, reveling in how he hisses at the feeling, his thighs flexing beneath your head. your dopey smile returns, eyes rolling back as taehyun continues his hard thrusts, quiet grunts falling from his lips as angles his hips upward in an attempt to get your gaze back on him. it works, your eyes widening adorably as he presses his cock right against your g-spot. his teeth graze his bottom lip, biting down hard when he feels you clench around him, a direct result of yeonjun tweaking one of your puffy nipples.Â
taehyun is quiet as he fucks you, only quiet curses coming from him as he uses your body to chase his orgasm. a hand slides up your stomach to wrap loosely around your throat. he barely puts any pressure, but itâs enough to send you reeling, a third high, weaker in magnitude washing over you. after the amount of teasing he put himself through earlier, taehyun isnât far behind, fingers slightly tightening against your neck as he thrusts into you quicker, coaxing you through your orgasm as his own finally hits him. his moans are high-pitched and whiny as he spills inside you, his cum mixing with yours and yeonjunâs, sticky and hot and satisfying. yeonjun cums against your lips immediately after, forcing you to take his tip into your mouth to taste him. you greedily swallow his release, allowing him to gather the escaped liquid with his fingers and shove it against your tongue.Â
pulling out, taehyun watches as the thick, white liquid spills from your hole and onto yeonjunâs leather seats. he gulps, pushing it back into you with thin, lithe fingers as you barely react, brain practically rendered mush.Â
âthat wasâŠwow,â yeonjun mumbles, caressing your cheek as your eyelids flicker closed. taehyun hums in agreement as he fixes your clothes back into their proper place. lethargic and dumb and feeling so, so warm and full, you drift off into quiet, bleary dreams. their voices seem far away now, their tones faintly worried at your state. a cool feeling washes over your body, causing you to shiver, eyes blinking open for a moment to find the windows now rolled down, airing out the smoke. the cool air feels fresh in your lungs; youâre grateful for it. you close your eyes again, finally passing out for good.Â
none of you are sure where this situation will lead when you wakeâŠbut you suppose youâll just have to cross that bridge when you get to it.
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This is just a really horny and filthy drabble about Johnny and his biceps lmfao so MDNI OR IâLL PUT TERMITES IN YOUR BEDSHEETS
Warnings: headlock, size kink, squirting, just really fucking horny I may or may not be ovulating đ”âđ«
Omg Johnnyâs biceps. I actually cannot stop thinking about them so I give you thisâŠ
Johnny fucking you on the living room couch. He has your face pushed into the cushion, one hand in your hair and the other on your hip.
Then all of a sudden he pulls you up by your hair and pulls you into his lap with your back facing him making you yelp.
âMm Johnny-â you whine.
âShhh bunny I got you. Gonna make this pussy real happy.â He coos with a smirk.
Your back is pressed against him with your thighs draped over his. Heâs gripping both of your hips and you grab at his thighs. Heâs fucking up into you so good you feel tears of overwhelming pleasure form in your eyes.
Then Johnny wraps his big thick arms around your neck and behind your head putting you into a headlock.
âFuck Johnny yeah.â You whine in excited anticipation, bringing your hands up to grab his bicep and forearm, barely able to grip them from their size compared to your hands.
He tightens his hold on your head, your face squishing into his thick bicep just enough to restrict your air a little bit and you swear youâve never been in such ecstasy before.
Youâre panting with a fucked out smile on your face bouncing on Johnnyâs cock as he continues to fuck up into you.
âYeah you like that bunny? You like when I wrap my big arms around your throat? No where to go hm? Can feel that cute lilâ cunt of yours tightening around me every time I squeeze you. Youâre so fucking cute.â He moans in your ear as his arms hold you in place between his biceps.
You loved how strong Johnny was. He was just so fucking beefy and you wanted him to show you just how strong he really is.
Shouldnât have challenged him though, because next thing you know heâs got you folded into a Full Nelson, his big hands holding you in place and biceps securing your thighs this time until youâre squirting all over his cock.
Johnny always makes you squirt when heâs got you pinned in place because he just hits that spot over and over so good and thereâs nothing you can do about it because youâre pinned so securely. Youâre not going anywhere when heâs got you in a hold. Not like youâd want to go anywhere anyway.
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idc what anyone says but luke will worship every inch of u, like that man will get on his knees and look up at u with the biggest puppy dog eyes while saying the most filthy shit, and like just imagine pulling on his fluffy hair đ”âđ« - đ
explicit content; MDNI
his hands are engulfing your thighs, rough palms running up and down the exposed skin with mindless movements. his brown eyes staring at all of you, a particular focus point being the pretty little panties you chose for the day.
"wore these just for me?" he teases, lifting an eyebrow and jutting his chin in the direction of the manufactured bow in the center of them. as if you needed attention called to the garment.
you nod, humming affirmatively and trying to hide how impatient you are by digging your hands into the sheets on either side of you.
if he noticed your impatience, he didn't show it.
"what about up there?" luke's eyes lift to your covered chest. "got something pretty to show me up there too?"
your hands, satisfied to have something to do now, lift your camp tee over your head, revealing the skin of your abdomen inch by inch, trailing up to the simple but effective matching bra you wear.
he whistles lowly, as if he's catcalling you, and the sound makes you snort unattractively. of course, luke doesn't care.
he kisses the tops of your thighs, beginning his journey up, a passage way traveled by kissing from your navel to your cleavage. all the while he's forcing you to lay back with his adoring assault.
"my pretty, pretty girl," he's saying over and over again, filling your head with even more egotistical praises.
"sweetest girl there's ever been." lie. "prettiest girl." depends. "with the best pussy, too." now that ...
he's at your lips by now, nudging the tip of your nose with his as he speaks vulgar words to you, eyes intently watching for your reaction.
you were close to brushing him off, making a remark about his filthy mouth in an attempt to hide how affected you were. but, as if he sensed this, luke acted before you could.
he slides his hand down your torso, lodging his fingertips between the elastic of your panties and your skin. he inches his hand lower and lower until his hand cups your bare mound where he urges a finger into the wet warmth gathered along your cunt before tediously bring the digit out and to his mouth.
he slips the finger onto his tongue, accepting your wide-eyed gaze while he hollows his cheeks out and sucks the skin clean.
when the finger is gone from the space, and his lips are close to yours once more, he tells you, "and i mean it," just before closing the tiny gap and sharing the bitter taste of you with firm presses of his tongue against yours.
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Plug!Zoro x Black Reader. Itâs literally 4 am right now and I cannot get him off my mind like just imagine him pulling up and his dark green hellcat for a late night drop but really heâs trying to give you more than just weed đ”âđ«
i never even thought of plug!zoro omgâŠcuz u onto sum!
like literally i can imagine zoro being that chilled n laid back typa plug. unlike eren or even connie, not a lot of people even know that he sells. heâs the type of plug that has like a set list of customers, and the only way you could cop from him is if one of his already-customers vouched for you to him.
itâs not that heâs scared of getting caught or anything, zoro can give less than a shit about that. but he just didnât like having his business out there like that. in addition, he didnât even mean to become a trustworthy âplugâ in the first place when his dumb ass accidentally ended up growing some fire ass weed one night. this is purely a hobby for him, one he just happens to make mad bread from!
you on the other hand would be on zoroâs client list through his close friend robin. you forgot how you even got close with him, but thatâs how long youâve known zoro. you could hit him up at any time at night and best believe that blacked out, tinted, emarald green scat pack would be parked outside your house within the half hour.
you couldnât help but open the door for zoro before he even had the chance to walk in like he usually found himself doing. there was some sexual tension there, you both knew that. but you knew yourself well enough to know that if you gave yourself to zoro, you were never getting your soul back.
âhey mama.â
âman, bout time you got my shit.â the drug dealer gives you a lopsided grin before briefly smiling, flashing you the shiny gold of his canine grill piece. zoro holds up a back and smirks at you. this man would be so fine with the way heâd pat your ass the moment you turned around to let him inside the house.
with a little jump from his grip on you, you playfully roll your eyes at him before taking a seat on the couch. with a small joke, you tease, â31 minutes to get here, that mean my bud free?â
âtch,â the man gives you a quick suck of his teeth as he rests his gun on your coffee table before grabbing your rolling tray and pouring bud on it. âyou always get this shit for free, donât even play with me.â you giggle and throw your feet on his lap underneath the tray as you watch him roll up for the night. âwe testing six tonight?â
âare you trying to kill me?â you gasp.
ânah, not when i can do something else,â zoro teased, not even looking in your eyes as he started to seal the first blunt with his saliva. but he doesnât miss the way your brown cheeks flush a deep red and you look away from his pretty face. he chuckles at your nervousness around him. you were so cute.
six said blunts in, and you were both gone. here you were, perched nearly in zoroâs lap as you yapped his ear off.
ânah, cuz i see the way you be lookinâ at her,â you teased, recalling the memory of some mutual friend of yours, flirting with zoro.
âyeah, so?â zoro teased. âsheâs annoying as shit. donât want her.â
you gasp loudly before giggling. âzee! thatâs so mean!â
zoro chuckled, âi didnât say anything wrong. besides, i got someone else being a pain in my ass right now. iâm good with that,â his voice drops an ovtave as he shoves his face in the crook of your neck. your hand canât help but fly to his green hair and run your fingers through it.
âdamn, imma pain in your ass huh?â
âfine as fuck too,â zoro muttuers, kissing along your neck. âyou gonna let me give you sumân besides bud tonight?â
your breath falters as you feel zoro move his kisses as his hands traveled all over your body. his large hands find their way underneath your pajama shirt and they grip at the fat of your tit, possessively squeezing the flesh in his hand. âyeah? what?â
âcould give you dick or head. your pick, mama.â between your legs nearly tingle at his reserved nickname for you. soon after, zoroâs kisses trail across your face as heâs pecking all over your lips. ââm stayinâ the night either way though.â
you canât help but test your influence over the plug by teasing him. âion know, you me playing round. how i know you donât just wanna fuck me and dip?â
zoro rolls his eyes and slowly shoves his hands down your pajama shorts, finding your already wet heat. with a lopsided smirk, he looks at you malevolently. âyeah, i think youâd like it if i stayed tonight too.â
ânah i donât think my niggaâll like that,â you tease, just pulling his leg. at the sight of his glock laid out against your coffee table, you add, âhe got a gun you know. like to shoot people. like real scary shit.â
zoro canât help but smile into your skin as he pulled you into him. âhe sure do.â
âoooh, fuck!â youâre damn near struggling to breath as zoro has you split against his cock. âyouâre reaching so deep, daddy.â
âyeah, daddy reaching deep in that little pussy baby?â zoro teased as he gave you long and deep strokes. âtell him how much you like that shit mama.â
âso much, daddy. like it so much,â you cried, holding the back of your knees up as far as you could. âgonna cum soon.â
âi know baby, i know,â zoro mutters as he thumbs circles against your puffy clit. âgonna show you that this pussyâs all mine. âs all mine right? no one elseâs?â
youâre breathing hard as you watch the site of where you two connect. âall yours, zee.â a white ring soon forms against the brownish base of zoroâs cock, highlighting the mix of both your arousals.
eventually, you begin to feel overstimulation peak your adrenaline, so out of instinct, you canât help but rest your small hands on zoroâs pelvis not exactly pushing him away, but instead trying to relieve the own pressure between your legs.
âman move your hand,â zoro kissed his teeth, but you were too fucked out to even listen.
ââs too much!â you whined.
ignoring your pleas, zoro gravs both your legs and rests them on your shoulders, watching as the gold anklet he bought you dangle by his ears. âmama move your hand or imma move that shit for you, donât play with me.â
immediately, you move your hand but let out a sharp cry when zoro grips your hips tight and begins to drill your shit with no mercy. âo-oh my goââ
âcanât help you now, pretty.â zoro gave you his million dollar smirk as he began to rub your nipples between his fingers. âfuck, âm almost there baby. gonna cum soon.â
âgonna cum soon daddy?â you whine, grabbing his hand. zoro uses his free own to wrap around your neck, lightly squeezing as he watched you effortlessly submit to him.
âmhm,â zoro hummed, feeling the familiar knot tie in his stomach. gosh, he loved fucking you in missionary like this. he loved looking in your eyes and watching all the love you had for him just flow right down to the juices of your waterpark pussy.
it was rare that a smoke session with him didnât turn into this man fucking you an inch from pure insanity. zoro was crazy and he proved it each time he stroked his dick deep inside you and flooded you with all of him.
âdamn girl, this pussyâs so fuckinâ good,â the drug dealer muttered to himself. âall fuckinâ kine. no oneâs fuckinâ you like this but me, ya hear?â
you immediately nod your head, finally feeling yourself cum against him. âiâm coming zee! iâm coming iâm comâ!â your screams are cut short as your legs shook around zoroâs shoulders
âmight be a little selfish and might just put a baby in you,â zoro smirked down at you. âyouâd want that pretty? want me to fill you up and make you a mama?â
âyes,â you whined, feeling your energy slowly drain as you continued to cream against him and the sheets. âplease come in me, zoro!â
âsure you want it baby? gotta use your words mama.â zoro bites down on his lip as he tries to hold himself back from drilling into you like a madman.
âmhm, yes zee! cum in me please!â
the greenhead takes a deep breath as he feels his dick twitch inside your warm gummy walls. with the green light, he uses the last inch of stamina left in him to completely wreck you. âfucking hell, thatâs it, mama. thatâs it. just like that. milk me for all i fucking gotâfuck!â
youâre left breathless as zoro fills you up and then some, his cum dripping out of your gaping hole and onto the sheets below you. with a collapse beside you, the plug pulls you into his chest and places chaste kisses all along your face.
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Lock the door.
DILF!Dick Grayson x wife!fem!reader
Request: hiii!! I love ur work for dick soooo much I'm actually foaming at the mouthđ”âđ« I was wondering if u could do these prompts 35. âOoh, youâre not wearing any underwear. Trying to tell me something?â 21. âGo and lock the door for me. I donât want anyone to walk in while Iâm balls deep.â with dilf!dick fucking his wife after putting their kid to sleep. thank you!!
warnings: boobsmilk kink!, breeding kink!, p in v sex, Dick called the reader "mama". Johnny is 2yo here. 18+ minors dni!
notes: I had to do this as a request and not just as a prompt! I just loved the idea!!
Taglist: @harleycao , @spectr3inl0ve , @sparklytoaster
You and Dick were putting Johnny to sleep. Today was one of the rare occasions where Dick arrived home from the station early and spent some extra time with Johnny and you.
âLavenders blue, dilly, dilly. Lavender's green. When you are king, dilly, dilly. I shall be queenâŠâ Your voice sounded sweet throughout the room, making the little boy sleep.
Dick watched the two of you closely with a smile on his face, he felt like the most accomplished man in the world. His eyes couldn't help but notice the blue pajamas hugging your body. He sighed and got up slowly so as not to wake Johnny and walked over to you on the other side of the boy's small bed. Dick needs you tonight.
He extended a hand to you and before you took it, you kissed Johonny's forehead and turned off the lamp. Taking Dick's hand, he guides you out of Johnny's room and closes the door silently.
The hand before yours takes place on your waist and guides you to the bedroom. Dick's bare chest presses into your back as the two of you walk to your shared bedroom.
Upon arriving at the bedroom, Dick plants a kiss on your neck and runs his nose along the extension shortly after.
âMy favorite..." He finally said something and his voice sounded hoarse and low. You smiled and turned to look at him.
"Yes, the Chanel you gave me for my birthday." You giggled. Dick always loved the smell of perfume on you, and of course, you only wore this one for him. âI missed youâŠâ
Dickâs hands went directly to your waist again, this time, pulling you into him.
âYeah?...â He kissed your lips âDid my beautiful wife miss me?â
âMhmâ You looked into the intense blue eyes.
âAnd how much did she missed me?..." Dick's eyes looked at your mouth and your eyes waiting for a response.
âWhy don't you find out?" You looked at his lips.
Dick attacked your lips in a needy way. His tongue dancing next to yours brought whimpers from your throat.
Dick's hands began to roam your body, squeezing, pinching and pulling. At some point he puts both hands on your ass inside your little pajama shorts.
âOoh, youâre not wearing any underwear.â His mouth was swollen from the kiss. He looked into her eyes, the pupils taking over the blue. âTrying to tell me something?â
âYes... I told you to find out how much I missed you." Your fingers played with the hair on the back of his neck. "Does that answer your question?"
"Oh yes, that does." He nodded his head with a smile. Still with his hands on your ass, he pulls you up to give you momentum so you can jump onto his lap, wrapping your legs around his hips.
He carried you to the bed and laid you down on it. Kisses were planted on your neck. Nimble fingers began to unbutton your pajama shirt so he could have more access to your collarbone.
âOh God!â Dick groaned "No bra? My prayers have been answered."
You gave a small laugh. Dick loved your breasts, especially because you still breastfed Johnny sometimes. The little boy was only two years old and only nursed in the afternoon, but today, for some reason, Johnny didn't want to.
Your breasts were swollen and round from the milk. Dick could swear he felt drool run down the corner of his lip.
âCan I?â Dick looked into your eyes. His eyes sparkled with lust and anticipation.
When you nodded, Dick's lips closed around your left breast. The contact of his lips on your sensitive nipple made you moan.
Sucking the milk and licking the tip of your nipple, Dick felt high and very horny. His fingers guided themselves inside your pajama shorts.
He ran his fingers through her wet folds and moaned with his mouth on her nipple. Another whimper was heard from you.
âHmm I need to fuck you!â He said after releasing your nipple with a 'pop' of his mouth. He ran his tongue across his bottom lip. The scene was totally sexy. âGo and lock the door for me. I donât want to Johnny walk in while Iâm balls deep.â
You nodded and stood up. Dick slapped your ass as you went to lock the bedroom door.
"My wife is so sexy..." Dick looked at you as if he was going to fuck you, and he really was.
Walking back to him. Dick pulls on his pajama button-down shirt making them pop.
âIt's okay, mama. I can give you another one.â And he was really going to give you another one, but before that, his lips went towards your right breast. This one he hadn't attacked yet.
Dick squeezed and the pressure of the milk in his mouth was greater. He moaned at the sensation. You could feel Dick's cock poking your thigh through the fabric of his sweatpants.
âDick, please.â You sighed. âI need youâŠâ
Licking your nipple, he pulls away from your breast.
âNeeding me, mama? Where do you need me?â
âInside. I need you Inside.â Your hand passed over Dick's hard, needy cock. He trembled under your touch.
âCan you ride me? Huh?â Dick pulled up his sweatpants. He had no underwear on, which made his hard and heavy dick hit his stomach as soon as it was freed.
You nodded and took off your shorts. Straddling his lap, he fit the tip into your wet folds.
You slowly went down on his length. Dick and you always fit together. It was as if he was tailor-made just for you. His big cock, from the first time together, always filled you up.
A moan left your lips and Dick returned his attention to your breasts.
You started to move up, down and roll on top of Dick's cock. With one hand on your hip and the other on your other breast, Dick helped you.
"I'm going to keep you with my children... do you know why?" He grunted and looked into your eyes as you moved up and down. You shook your head. âSo I can continue to suck that sweet milk of yours! You are so good to me, mama! So good!"
You moaned at his words. Dick could only imagine your belly being round and big again. You being sensitive and very horny during pregnancy. He wants it all again.
With his hands on either side of your hips, Dick helped you bounce faster on his dick. He felt you tighten more and more around him, the tip hitting the bottom of your uterus.
"Dick! Oh-Mhmmm!" You're close and Dick was too. Dick's hands still tightened on his hips.
âClose?â He asks and you respond with a whimper. âGoodâŠâ
Dick takes his hands to your boxes and he stands up with his dick still inside you. The grip on your thighs is firm.
He starts fucking you standing up. You weren't supported by anything other than Dick's strong grip on your thighs.
Deep and quick thrusts made wet noises thanks to the new position.
"I'm going to fill you with my children. Do you like how that sounds?" Dick grunted looking at your face which was red and sweaty. "Are you close, mama? I know you are. Cum for me! Let me feel you!"
Dick's pelvis hit her clitoris, causing friction. Your orgasm exploded hard and Dick came to you with grunts.
He sat back down while he still had his cock inside you. Your face rested between his neck and his thumb stroked your back to calm the spasms of your orgasm.
"You really missed me, mama." Dick whispered and you let out a small laugh.
âI did, and-â
Knock knock
A small knock on the door was heard, and soon after a crying voice.
âMommy! Mommy!â Johnny's voice echoed behind the door.
âFuckâŠâ Dick sighed "I'll sort this out, lay in bed and I'll come clean you up as soon as I'm done with Johnny."
Dick pulled out of you making you shudder and he put his sweatpants back on.
In the end, Johnny just woke up startled by Mommy's screams. Dick took a while to convince the little boy that his mother was sleeping and that it was all his dreams. The two-year-old boy didn't stay long and fell asleep in Dick's arms.
Poor Johnny.
HOPE YOU LIKE IT!
I'm slowly coming back heheheh
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Felix Catton with a virgin!reader
A/n: Oml I canât stop thinking about Felix brainrot đ”âđ«đ”âđ«đ”âđ«
Warnings: smut, after care, unprotected sex(wrap it before you tap it), PIV, idk I think thatâs it.
If you were a virgin when you first met, Felix wouldnât pressure you into it but if you caved, he would make sure you were comfortable
Youâd walk into a candle lit room and a bath with roses because he wants to make your first time as pleasurable as possible
Felix would be so patient with you oml đ”âđ«
He would be so gentle like omg. Especially because youâre so much smaller than him and he doesnât want to hurt you
Felix makes sure to kiss you first and asks you if youâre sure
âWe donât have to do it if you donât want to, y/nâ âI want to, I promiseâ
He smirks and pulls off your clothes painfully slow until youâre just in your underwear.
Smiles when he sees youâre already wet for him
âYouâre so fucking prettyâ he would say before kissing you through your panties
Eats you out and pays extra attention to your clit
Groans when you run your fingers through his hair. The vibrations nearly send you over the edge.
Just when youâre about to cum, he stops. When you whimper, he says:
âAs much as Iâd love to taste your pretty juices, I want to feel you squeeze around my cockâ
That response alone made you want to give him childrenđ
Makes eye contact with you and picks up on any change of expression when he puts it in, he doesnât want it to hurt
Feels bad when you yelp a bit and he stays in the same position while you adjust(heâs definitely groaning about how great you feel)
Bottoms out quickly
Holds eye contact as he thrusts into you, making sure that youâre enjoying it.
His thrusts are careful but hungry. He wants to experience you in your full capacity and make your experience as delicious as possible
Moans about how good you feel as his dick is in your stomach. When you moan because of how good he feels, he nearly goes over the edge.
Rubs your clit with his thumb while moaning about how perfect you are for him and how amazing you feel
You feel your stomach flutter and soon enough, you reach the edge.
âFuck cum for me babyâ
You happily obliged and his thrusts became sloppier as he approached his peak
Felix stilled as his cum filled you up, his eyes shutting as your chest rose and fell from your orgasm.
You stayed like that for a good few minutes, with Felix kissing your neck and face telling you how great you did
âYou are amazing, dâyou know that? Well you do knowâ all you could do was moan and mewl as you were still coming down and your mind was still foggy.
He got up and you mewled a sound of disagreement.
Felix came back with a cool towel and cleaned you up while asking about how you felt during it.
When you answered, he smiled and asked if it was special enough
When you nodded enthusiastically, he smiled and carried you to the bath which was filled with flowers.
âSuch a good girl you areâ
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